She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 54 | 2010-03-11 14:04:22 | 45.92 | |
| 44 | 2010-03-11 13:21:39 | 47.03 |